Sun

February 16, 2014 § Leave a comment

how can we be
so enraptured
with screens filled
of artificial light
when there is a mass,
resplendent and chaotic,
as beautiful
sincere and all-consuming
as nothing we’ve ever
seen, right outside
our window,
lighting up
our life.

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